AUBREEVISION - Observations from the far side of the dial

Another profile posted on one of the aforementioned roommate-finder websites:

"40's straight male looking to live with a friendly female or females. I am easy going, friendly,can cook,quiet and in good shape for my age. Could live alone but prefer some company. Grey and brown hair,(have all my hair)5.9 feet tall, slim and love pets (although I dont own any)"

Is it just me or is this guy in the market for more than a roommate? I don't know about anyone else out there, but I could care less about the abundance of my cohabitants' hair. But that's just me.

That tremendously annoying Old Navy bermuda shorts commercial just aired. I'm constantly amazed that a company with such good taste in clothes is capable of producing such crappy promotional material. On a similar note, isn't it about time 40-year-old Sarah Jessica Parker, star of Gap's "I like being a girl" dancestravaganza, passed the debutante mantle to somebody else?

Pop culture invective aside, YAY! I'm officially on my way to becoming a personal trainer. My bosses most generously offered to pay for half of the training expenses, since my certification will be mutually beneficial. I'll start the foundation course in May. Hurrah! My monthly measurements (weight/proportions/body fat) last week indicated that I'm succeeding in reaching my own fitness goals -- my dietary tweakage of the last 6 weeks or so resulted in a few dropped pounds, inches and body fat percentage points. A few gym members have commented on my new-found trimness so I must be doing something right. Double hurrah! Abs and buns of steel are but a few thwarted cravings and deep squats away.